cul-de-sac friends
The bikes on the lawn are all gone
Grass that was matted now long
Friends are deadends
Like the cul-de-sac bends
We grew up on
They come and they go
Move round your circle
The longer you know them
The harder to hold
Goodbyes from hellos
Addresses and roads
Change like the seasons
Least that's what I'm told
The bikes on the lawn are all gone
I'm still riding through
Grass that was matted now long
I'm still finding that
Friends are dead ends
Like the cul-de-sac bends
We grew up on
The streetlights hum dusk until dawn
And the lighting
Casts old shadows where we would run
Now they're hiding
Playing pretend on weekends
With all of the friends
We grew apart from
Likes replace calls
Happy birthdays on walls
Did we grow apart
Or outgrew the default
Close circle gets small
Frame new faces in halls
Did we grow apart
Or outgrew the default
The bikes on the lawn are all gone
I'm still riding through
Grass that was matted now long
I'm still finding that
Friends are dead ends
Like the cul-de-sac bends
We grew up on
The streetlights hum dusk until dawn
And the lighting
Casts old shadows where we would run
Now they're hiding
Playing pretend on weekends
With all of the friends
We grew apart from
Grass that was matted now long
Friends are deadends
Like the cul-de-sac bends
We grew up on
They come and they go
Move round your circle
The longer you know them
The harder to hold
Goodbyes from hellos
Addresses and roads
Change like the seasons
Least that's what I'm told
The bikes on the lawn are all gone
I'm still riding through
Grass that was matted now long
I'm still finding that
Friends are dead ends
Like the cul-de-sac bends
We grew up on
The streetlights hum dusk until dawn
And the lighting
Casts old shadows where we would run
Now they're hiding
Playing pretend on weekends
With all of the friends
We grew apart from
Likes replace calls
Happy birthdays on walls
Did we grow apart
Or outgrew the default
Close circle gets small
Frame new faces in halls
Did we grow apart
Or outgrew the default
The bikes on the lawn are all gone
I'm still riding through
Grass that was matted now long
I'm still finding that
Friends are dead ends
Like the cul-de-sac bends
We grew up on
The streetlights hum dusk until dawn
And the lighting
Casts old shadows where we would run
Now they're hiding
Playing pretend on weekends
With all of the friends
We grew apart from
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